If I could visit the homes of my family

Before anyone starts to think the worst.

 I am not estranged from my immediate family.

Other than the normal quarrels,

 we manage fairly well.

I need to work on my titles.

Back to my ramble.

My mother dragged me into the entire genealogy thing.

My DNA has been added to a large database.

  I seem to be in the clear.

  There have been no loud knocks on the door.

Anyway,

  I was going to make a point.

Took me a moment.

My family moved.

So far,

  from what I can tell,

    we have covered the world.

In a widespread way,

  this makes all of you my family.

We may not speak our thoughts the same,

  but we are related.

Different today,

  and yet we started the same.

So,

  I seem to have a dream.

I dream of a world of families.

 One where we can just stop by for a moment.

Talk.

  Visit.

Be the family the world deserves.

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

What a wonderful thought your poem evokes. With your unique style of writing , you lend a hand to this beautiful poem.

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you.